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Nov 2018
I miss her
the person my mother loved
I miss her smile, laugh, and way her body wasn't perfect
I miss the way she made being happy seem so easy
I miss how powerful her voice was and the way people cared
she isn't my family or lover
she was me before he
Grey Pryor
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Grey Pryor  19/FTM/Californa
(19/FTM/Californa)   
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